'My Warrior' Poem by Aaliya Thahseen
'My Warrior'
Thou sprint like the violent winds
Yet it is as gentle as a caress
Thy coat of armor ardent
Avowed to protect thy lover,
Thou can see through my soul
Hail, My love!
For without thee there is nothing but demise
but beyond death, our love wilt prevail,
O Warrior, My Warrior
How I yearn for thee
There is no one to stop us now
I want to be with neither but thee!
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